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Captain Falcon/Jeremus, I do not like you.
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2018-03-10 at 6:19 PM UTCEvery place I go, there is always one person I do not like. One person who ruins it all, who makes me think, "fuck... why do they have to be here? Shit would be go good otherwise."
At Niggas In Space, that "person" is you.
Someone on here said it best (forgot who, apologies to that person) -- Your posts are reminiscent of a try-hard teenager desperate to fit in, because as a pakistani in america, that's essentially what you are. Nothing you post in genuine, it's always an attempt to get people to like you. You can't just be yourself, because your "self" is a boring, poor pakistani.
This post was going to be a lot longer; but I won't feed your ego by dissecting your personality. I'll just say what I really want to say:
I hope someone close to you, like your mother, ends up with a horrific disease and is bed-ridden during her final years. I hope she suffers horrifically, and it gives you great pain to witness. That would genuinely make me happy.
After she hilariously dies, I hope you become extremely depressed. Oh, how I would love that. How I would love to taste your tears, Captain Faggot.
Captain Faggot, depressed over the death of his poor witty mommy. Lmao.
This is all hypothetical; I'm hoping she genuinely is dead already and you're in mourning. That would be great. Nice mom, you dead-mom-having faggot.
Anyway, I hope your depression leads you to an attempted suicide, and you end up as a vegetable for the rest of your pathetic, miserable existence. I literally can't think of anything better than to imagine you immobile and in a wheelchair, unable to speak or make a noise beyond "errrgggghhh", yet your brain is still 100% active. I want you to fully realize the horrific predicament you're in. God, that would make me so fucking happy, to have you suffer like that. An existential hell; a prisoner in your own, broken brown body.
Crippled faggot. Cripped, pakistani faggot.
I wish you weren't such a compulsive liar, because if you were ever to become a vegetable, you would never tell us. Please don't deprive me of such happiness, Jeremus. :( It would be so grand to hear of your wheelchair-bound exploits.
Every day, the more depressed you get, the more happy I'd get. You can't even wipe your own ass -- you don't even know when you're shitting yourself. But you're aware of your sister having to clean it up, and wipe your crack. Eventually the dumb bitch realizes she can put you in a diaper; but the prospect of wearing one sends you down further into that depression.
You just want out. You wish you were dead. Meanwhile, I wish I could live forever on the high I'm on, knowing the turmoil you're going through.
One day, your fat bitch of a sister has a heart attack right in front of you. You're traumatized; but can't move. Her dead body just lays in front of you for the next couple of days until someone finds you both. You're BEGGING for death after all of this, but nobody can understand you, you stupid fucking crippled paki.
Eventually, you pass away at the age of 99, but it's not over yet. Hell exists, and you're tortured for all eternity! The worst pain imaginable -- FOR ALL ETERNITY. Oh my god, I'm actually feeling fuzzy inside writing this. That'd be so fucking awesome. All eternity... Captain Faggot in horrific turmoil... omfg. So good.
I'm being genuine, by the way. I'm not trying to be edgy. The pain I'm describing for you, if it were to happen, IT WOULD LITERALLY MAKE ME THE HAPPIEST I'VE EVER BEEN.
It would be so, so grand.
I don't like you, is what I'm saying.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire! -
2018-03-10 at 6:30 PM UTCBefore anyone says tl;dr, it was mostly a cathartic writing exercise. If you hate captain falcon as well you might enjoy it.
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2018-03-10 at 6:43 PM UTC
Originally posted by Enter Every place I go, there is always one person I do not like. One person who ruins it all, who makes me think, "fuck… why do they have to be here? Shit would be go good otherwise."
At Niggas In Space, that "person" is you.
Someone on here said it best (forgot who, apologies to that person) – Your posts are reminiscent of a try-hard teenager desperate to fit in, because as a pakistani in america, that's essentially what you are. Nothing you post in genuine, it's always an attempt to get people to like you. You can't just be yourself, because your "self" is a boring, poor pakistani.
This post was going to be a lot longer; but I won't feed your ego by dissecting your personality. I'll just say what I really want to say:
I hope someone close to you, like your mother, ends up with a horrific disease and is bed-ridden during her final years. I hope she suffers horrifically, and it gives you great pain to witness. That would genuinely make me happy.
After she hilariously dies, I hope you become extremely depressed. Oh, how I would love that. How I would love to taste your tears, Captain Faggot.
Captain Faggot, depressed over the death of his poor witty mommy. Lmao.
This is all hypothetical; I'm hoping she genuinely is dead already and you're in mourning. That would be great. Nice mom, you dead-mom-having faggot.
Anyway, I hope your depression leads you to an attempted suicide, and you end up as a vegetable for the rest of your pathetic, miserable existence. I literally can't think of anything better than to imagine you immobile and in a wheelchair, unable to speak or make a noise beyond "errrgggghhh", yet your brain is still 100% active. I want you to fully realize the horrific predicament you're in. God, that would make me so fucking happy, to have you suffer like that. An existential hell; a prisoner in your own, broken brown body.
Crippled faggot. Cripped, pakistani faggot.
I wish you weren't such a compulsive liar, because if you were ever to become a vegetable, you would never tell us. Please don't deprive me of such happiness, Jeremus. :( It would be so grand to hear of your wheelchair-bound exploits.
Every day, the more depressed you get, the more happy I'd get. You can't even wipe your own ass – you don't even know when you're shitting yourself. But you're aware of your sister having to clean it up, and wipe your crack. Eventually the dumb bitch realizes she can put you in a diaper; but the prospect of wearing one sends you down further into that depression.
You just want out. You wish you were dead. Meanwhile, I wish I could live forever on the high I'm on, knowing the turmoil you're going through.
One day, your fat bitch of a sister has a heart attack right in front of you. You're traumatized; but can't move. Her dead body just lays in front of you for the next couple of days until someone finds you both. You're BEGGING for death after all of this, but nobody can understand you, you stupid fucking crippled paki.
Eventually, you pass away at the age of 99, but it's not over yet. Hell exists, and you're tortured for all eternity! The worst pain imaginable – FOR ALL ETERNITY. Oh my god, I'm actually feeling fuzzy inside writing this. That'd be so fucking awesome. All eternity… Captain Faggot in horrific turmoil… omfg. So good.
I'm being genuine, by the way. I'm not trying to be edgy. The pain I'm describing for you, if it were to happen, IT WOULD LITERALLY MAKE ME THE HAPPIEST I'VE EVER BEEN.
It would be so, so grand.
I don't like you, is what I'm saying.
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2018-03-10 at 6:52 PM UTCdidnt read op, but enter you don't like anyone all you do is make threads about not liking people, you're kind of boring.. did you ever stop to think that maybe you're just an unlikable person?
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2018-03-10 at 6:53 PM UTC
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2018-03-10 at 7:14 PM UTClol goddamn enter
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2018-03-10 at 7:23 PM UTCThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2018-03-10 at 7:29 PM UTCI don't think it's the same person man.
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2018-03-10 at 7:40 PM UTC
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2018-03-10 at 7:44 PM UTCHow come?
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2018-03-10 at 7:50 PM UTChave you tried that thing where you write letters to people but don't actually send them? i heard that's supposed to be real cathartic
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2018-03-10 at 8:07 PM UTCCaptain Falcon is a douchebag that's for sure.
He once sent me some PM saying he was gonna dox me and that he had my phone number and social security (neither of which I had at that time). -
2018-03-10 at 8:26 PM UTCThe following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2018-03-10 at 8:28 PM UTC
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2018-03-10 at 8:32 PM UTC
Originally posted by Enter Every place I go, there is always one person I do not like. One person who ruins it all, who makes me think, "fuck… why do they have to be here? Shit would be go good otherwise."
At Niggas In Space, that "person" is you.
Someone on here said it best (forgot who, apologies to that person) – Your posts are reminiscent of a try-hard teenager desperate to fit in, because as a pakistani in america, that's essentially what you are. Nothing you post in genuine, it's always an attempt to get people to like you. You can't just be yourself, because your "self" is a boring, poor pakistani.
This post was going to be a lot longer; but I won't feed your ego by dissecting your personality. I'll just say what I really want to say:
I hope someone close to you, like your mother, ends up with a horrific disease and is bed-ridden during her final years. I hope she suffers horrifically, and it gives you great pain to witness. That would genuinely make me happy.
After she hilariously dies, I hope you become extremely depressed. Oh, how I would love that. How I would love to taste your tears, Captain Faggot.
Captain Faggot, depressed over the death of his poor witty mommy. Lmao.
This is all hypothetical; I'm hoping she genuinely is dead already and you're in mourning. That would be great. Nice mom, you dead-mom-having faggot.
Anyway, I hope your depression leads you to an attempted suicide, and you end up as a vegetable for the rest of your pathetic, miserable existence. I literally can't think of anything better than to imagine you immobile and in a wheelchair, unable to speak or make a noise beyond "errrgggghhh", yet your brain is still 100% active. I want you to fully realize the horrific predicament you're in. God, that would make me so fucking happy, to have you suffer like that. An existential hell; a prisoner in your own, broken brown body.
Crippled faggot. Cripped, pakistani faggot.
I wish you weren't such a compulsive liar, because if you were ever to become a vegetable, you would never tell us. Please don't deprive me of such happiness, Jeremus. :( It would be so grand to hear of your wheelchair-bound exploits.
Every day, the more depressed you get, the more happy I'd get. You can't even wipe your own ass – you don't even know when you're shitting yourself. But you're aware of your sister having to clean it up, and wipe your crack. Eventually the dumb bitch realizes she can put you in a diaper; but the prospect of wearing one sends you down further into that depression.
You just want out. You wish you were dead. Meanwhile, I wish I could live forever on the high I'm on, knowing the turmoil you're going through.
One day, your fat bitch of a sister has a heart attack right in front of you. You're traumatized; but can't move. Her dead body just lays in front of you for the next couple of days until someone finds you both. You're BEGGING for death after all of this, but nobody can understand you, you stupid fucking crippled paki.
Eventually, you pass away at the age of 99, but it's not over yet. Hell exists, and you're tortured for all eternity! The worst pain imaginable – FOR ALL ETERNITY. Oh my god, I'm actually feeling fuzzy inside writing this. That'd be so fucking awesome. All eternity… Captain Faggot in horrific turmoil… omfg. So good.
I'm being genuine, by the way. I'm not trying to be edgy. The pain I'm describing for you, if it were to happen, IT WOULD LITERALLY MAKE ME THE HAPPIEST I'VE EVER BEEN.
It would be so, so grand.
I don't like you, is what I'm saying.
thats actually his biggest fetish so he still would be happier than you -
2018-03-10 at 8:32 PM UTC
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2018-03-10 at 8:33 PM UTC
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2018-03-10 at 8:33 PM UTC
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2018-03-10 at 8:38 PM UTC
Originally posted by Jeremus Bro, you were pissing yourself.
Bruh I was in my room at my friend's house feeling miserable over being sober and without weed for so long
Also why are you posting under two accounts even I wouldn't do that back in the day and I was on forums all day everyday for 15 years -
2018-03-10 at 8:58 PM UTC
Originally posted by Hikikomori-Yume Bruh I was in my room at my friend's house feeling miserable over being sober and without weed for so long
Also why are you posting under two accounts even I wouldn't do that back in the day and I was on forums all day everyday for 15 years
Okay sure thing buddy, we can pretend you didn't freak the fuck out.
